Time off is boring. I have mowed the lawn to death, cleaned out under the stairs, cleaned out the shed, walked the dog repeatedly, considered developing a drinking problem, rejected said thought, run for miles and  have finally reached the conclusion that I don’t actually like time off. It’s as dull as dishwater. So now that I can admit that I can cheerfully crack on with book 7( no title, no plot, no clue).

Currently reading Val McDermid’s book A Darker ...